Luyện nghe bài hát Feeding The Mouth That Bites You

Gather 'round ye and a story I will tell
About a man o'plenty that we all very well
He doesn't a sacrifice to save his pretty face
He'll devide and conquer, repaint and
Anything, anyone, he the human race
Raise the stars and stripes and steal the fire from
Cut off his people's and food supplies and give matches to them

But if he doesn't take the blame, who will condemn?
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, feeding the mouth bites you
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by ham

The king is dead, long live the
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, is waiting in the wings
Since I wrote the first verse, ol' Bill has been dropping
On eastern terrorists
we all know what comes around comes around
Soon bombs will be homeward bound
Bounties of will be laid to waste
They may win the FU cup but drinking from it a sour taste

In the of ... [repeat chorus]